Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Philippines and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sällskapet to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
The Motions,
Harmonia,
Prince Buster,
Supertramp,
MDC,
The Birthday Party,
Soulsonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
The Offenders,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gong,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Cameo,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Slackers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Idris Muhammad,
Lightning Bolt,
Bluetip,
Visage,
The Real Kids,
Qualms,
MC5,
Duran Duran,
Black Moon,
X-101,
Jacques Brel,
Thompson Twins,
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
One Last Wish,
The Litter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
Brand Nubian,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
The Beau Brummels,
Porter Ricks,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
The Move,
Spandau Ballet,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vladislav Delay,
Deadbeat,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.